"Sir, thank you for saving our lives. Our Mo Quan Clan will never forget this and will remember it deeply in our hearts."
Quan Shan led the few remaining members of the Mo Quan Clan and immediately knelt down.
The Demon Noble seemed to be pondering whether to kill them or not.
Yet, Quan Shan was also a person who could read the situation.
He loudly exclaimed, "Sir, we have not the slightest intention of provoking you."
"It was those Zhu Tun Clan, ignorant of the heights of the heavens. They deserve to die. Now that they have perished by your hand, it is truly astonishing."
"Enough," at this moment, Xu Zimei's figure slowly emerged from the rear.
"My lord," the Demon Noble hurriedly said.
"It is my fault, causing the lord to wait too long."
"It doesn't matter," Xu Zimei waved his hand.
He had his own reasons for coming out.
"Greetings to this lord," Quan Shan and the others lowered their heads almost to their knees.
